Her name was Jessica Rachel Weathers.
An Average girl from the 24th Century, the golden age of exploration for Earth and Sol's colonies in the home solar system. It wasn't a week without a new venture towards an unknown planet, an unknown star somewhere in the Milky Way. Her own family were one such hopeful explorers hoping for a brand new home and a fresh start somewhere in the cosmos, The Great Unknown, when they boarded a colony ship destined to parts unknown. However, what was not known when they boarded that ship and departed was what was to greet them when they reach the stars, and the true danger they were about to experience.
The War to end all wars. The battle for Temporal dominance and supremacy of the stars across all time and space. Every moment of time was a separate battlefield, so twisted and warped that paradoxes became the normal course of time. One of the daily trials of life during this turbulent period was wondering if you were going to be written out of time at any given moment.
So, on the day of the launch, when the colony ship Jessica and her family had boarded barely had time to leave the atmosphere for parts unknown, the Time War arrived to her old colony home. The worst thing was that there was no man in a blue box, nor a Timelord relief force there to stop the carnage caused by the Daleks. Like a mass of robotic vultures, they swarmed the colony, raining beams of pure death upon the colony, and taking control of the hibernation colony vessel. Why? These Daleks did not show up out of pure chance. These Daleks, were a collection squad.
The early days of the Time War, while not admitted by any of the higher up Dalek drones who survived the war, was going horrifically bad for their forces. The Dalek High Command was almost in pure shambles, and they were still years away from ordering the "Upgrade" protocols, believing that their white and gold forms were still superior to anything that the Timelords could come up with. That type of thinking however lead to heavy losses, and as such, they needed new drones, and on a near constant basis. Luckily for them, these Daleks were still young enough to remember their creator's "Necros Project", using the nearly dead to convert into Dalek drones to serve the creator.
Jessica awoke some time later, thinking she would be waiting in paradise promised by the crew of the colony ship. Instead, she awoke covered in cobwebs, trapped in a Dalek casing from the neck down, left to rust away in an abandoned Dalek conversion laboratory long ago attacked and deserted, leaving the remains of hopeful people who just wanted a new life to rust away forgotten.
That was, however, mere moments after she awoke from the hibernation medication that pulsed through her system, when she heard this loud, booming wheezing noise, followed by gongs that echoed and shook the walls of the old lab. A machine had come to this forgotten place. A sentient machine, piloted by a man which, just like her, was a victim in the war to end all wars.